But enough of this preaching: you think of all these things, and a thousand more, better than I can say them. I turn to your letter. Elder H., for whom you ask, is a very good man,-very friendly to me; but le is a terrible fanatic. He has Unitarian revivals that might match with any of them. It is a curious fact that the Christians, as they call themselves, Unitarian as they ire, form the most extravagant, fiery, fanatical sect in this country. Mrs. Dewey desires very friendly regards to Mrs. Ware, of whose continued illness we are concerned to lean Let my kind remembrance be joined with my wife's, and believe me very truly, Your friend and brother, ORVILLE DEWEY. To the Same. NEW BEDFORD, Feb. 14, 1824. MY DEAR FRIEND,--I cannot repress the inclination to offer you my sympathy.{11} I have often thought with[139] pain of what was coming upon you; and I fear, though long threatening, it has come at last with a weight which you could hardly have anticipated. May God sustain and comfort you! You are supported, I well know, while you are afflicted, in every recollection of what you lave lost. Surely the greatness of your trial argues the Kindness of Heaven, for it proves the greatness of the blessing you have enjoyed. {FN 11: Mrs. Ware died in the interval between those two letters she was the daughter of Dr. Benjamin Waterhouse, of Cambridge, Mass. In 1827 Mr. Ware was again married to Miss Mary Lovell Pickard.} But, my dear sir, I will not urge upon you words which are but words, and touch not the terrible reality that occupies your mind. You want not the poor and old sayings of one who knows not--who cannot know--what you suffer. You need not the aids of reflection from me. But you need what, in common with your hands, I would invoke for you,--the aid, the consolation that is divine. God grant it to you,--all that affection can ask,--all that affliction can need,--prays Your friend and brother, O. DEWEY. To Dr. Channing. NEW BEDFORD, Oct. 16, 1827. MY DEAR AND REVERED FRIEND,--Excuse me for calling you so; may the formalities and the English reserves excuse me too. I have had two letters from New York, one from Mr. Sewall, and the other from Mr. Ware, which are so pressing as really to give me some trouble. Do say something to me on this subject, if you have anything to say. There certainly are many reasons, and strong as numerous, why I should not at present leave New Bedford,-why I should not take such a post. I cannot say I am made to doubt what I ought to do; but I have a fear lest [140] I should not do right, lest I should love my ease too well, lest it should be said to me in the other world, "A great opportunity, a glorious field was opened to you, and you did not improve it,"--lest, in other words, I should not act upon considerations sufficiently high, comprehensive, and disinterested,--fit, in short, for contemplation from the future world as well as from the present.